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Tending
You slipped around the Tree root
Gore upon Your belly
Undulating waves of human refuse
Rot
You kindled a fire in your throat
Crisped the edges
Snapped off the necrosis
Like a grilled carrot
Your shit is sweet soil
Decomposed pieces of the vilest souls
Renewing the ground of Yggdrasil
Filtering the aquifers of the Nine Worlds
Ratatoskr climbs into your lair
Bright eyes and open mouth
Eagle speaks through Him and stings you
Pricking Your pride
You send back a message
The ungrateful shit
The Tree He roosts in lives
By Your tireless tending
Odin Project: Day 25
Blistered and burnt | becomes the tender
who sits too near the fire,
Like a speaker who gives | no space for breath
all is gasping for air
Patience and care, | more precious than gold
in raising of one’s own kin;
Oft is the test | put to the sword
to see if its edge is yet sharp
Loki Project Day 20
Thank You, Loki
For never sparing me
Heart, mind, or soul
From Your lashing tongue
Each lash has rent its own
Layer of bullshit
Till You and Your Blood Brother
brought me tender, tearful
And through those same tongues
Made me more than I’ve ever been
